("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: raffle.txt (M+/F+, exh, reluc, prost) Authors name: Deputy Duffy (stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com) Story title : Perverted Raffle, The -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author (c) 2003. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Perverted Raffle (M+/F+, exh, reluc, prost) by Deputy Duffy (stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com) *** One classes solution to money problems. Sex sells, so that's what they do. *** Chapter 1: Money Problems Some twenty years ago, after budget cuts threatened to cancel the prom and their senior week, the seniors at West End High came up with a temporary solution to their money problems. It seemed simple at the time, hold a raffle to raise the cash, and that's what they did. It's a tradition that still lives today, although the raffle has undergone some tweaking over the years. The premise at the time was simple, sex sells, so they sold chances to a perverted raffle, its winner getting the opportunity to have sex with a hot senior babe. The one trick to the raffle was to keep it hush, hush. No one was supposed to know about the raffle until they were seniors, and after they graduated they weren't supposed to talk about the raffle to anyone. The whole thing worked on the peer pressure factor, basically it was a you talk, you die, mentality. Everything seemed to work fine for the first twenty years, and then there was this year. That's were I come in. My name is Deputy Duffy and I work for the Vermont State Police. I first got wind of the raffle from the scorned girlfriend, of one of the finalist, a couple of years ago. Damn scorned woman. She spilled everything she knew about the raffle, one night after I stopped her for driving an uninsured vehicle. After bringing her to the station and doing my duty, the naked women offered me a deal. Well I had heard that line before, so I reached for my zipper. She only laughed, which was strange, because usually they waited until after to do that. She went on to clarify her deal. She said she had a story that would blow the lid of our small town, in exchange I would forget about her insurance problems. I quickly told her forget it. Then she told me about the raffle anyways, it sounded like BS, but it also was a bit titillating, or maybe it was just the glistening messenger. She even said she had a sister, who was a senior girl, and a bit of a feminist, and well the whole raffle thing just pissed her off, so she would probably be willing to work with us on the case. Her sister had already told her a little about this year's raffle, which she went on to tell me about. This year there were 72 boys and 85 girls in the senior class. The raffle was headed up by the head football cheerleader and the football captain, who also got to pick an enforcer, just to make sure everyone complied with the raffles rules. The raffle had simple rules. The senior boys would select a list of the ten girls, in the senior class that would be their dream fuck. They called it, (the top ten-fuck girls list.) I know, I laughed when I heard it too. They sold tickets, only to the senior boys. One dollar a chance, as many as you could afford, and then a week before the senior beach party, which was a week before the prom, 10 male finalist would be drawn. (The lucky ten.) Then the night of senior beach party, which was held at the high school. The two boys in charge of the event would escort the lucky ten, to the youth center, which was located right in back of the high school. She also said they had an (in,) with the center's director, who's payoff was he got to watch. The head of the football cheerleaders, who was exempt from the list and the raffle, by the way, was in charge of the ten girls. Her job was to escort them to the youth center and especially to make sure they went through with their duties, once they were there. Once inside the youth center there would be another raffle. Two of the ten lucky finalists would be drawn, and then they would get to draw a name from the ten girl's names. Then the four would go into the backroom along with the head cheerleader. The two girls would have to perform a girl, girl show first, for the two lucky winners, before they would have to perform oral sex, on the boy that drew them, to its completion. Then for the next two hours, they would have to fuck each of the boys, as many times as they could, anything goes. But wait there's more. Back in the main room, the two boys in charge would draw a name from the remaining eight girls, and whomever they drew would join them in the directors office, for some lap dances, and some oral sex, and if the girl wanted, she could do more. When she finished, I quickly asked her why in the world the girls on the list would even go to the center in the first place. Her face became cold with fear as she told me how some girls who didn't show up in the early days were raped and tortured, and their houses burned down. Honestly, it sounded like an Urban Legend to me, but judging by her face, I guess it worked. I finally asked her if she made the list, as she was quite attractive, especially without her clothes on. She hesitated for a while, and then just shook her head back in forth, but I had my doubts. I also had my doubts about the raffle, but I thought about it and figured it might be worth looking into, so I let her go. Of course I still got my blow job, just in case her story was indeed a tail, and speaking of tail, when I met her sister, I almost fell over. When her sister said, feminist, I never pictured a five foot, 100 pound, sultry looking brunette, with sparkling hazel eyes. It's no wonder why she made the list. Although after speaking to her for two minutes, it was clear that this girl was not going to be reclining on her back, in the back of Billy, football playing, Smith's car anytime soon. I also found out later that she only agreed to work with me, after she found out that she was on the list. From the information she provided, I double-checked the when and where of the raffle, and went to work. The when: It was the same night as the beach party, the last school dance. It was only two weeks away, so we didn't have long to prepare. The where: The Youth Center. I knew the youth center well. The department had done some charity work for it in the past, that helped keep it alive. As the youth center's soul purpose, get kids off the streets, was a worthy one. I knew there was rumors that the director had some affairs with some of the girls there, but he always waited until they were adults. So technically he wasn't doing anything wrong, by the laws standards anyways, and there had never been one complaint against him, in the fifteen years he was the director there, so I was still a little shocked that he was involved in something like this. I enlisted the help of my fellow deputy, Deputy Johns. He was a bit of a surveillance nut, and also an admitted voyeur at heart. So after-hours one night, we rigged up the center with the best equipment we had. Our plan was to tape the whole thing as proof, before moving in. We would also use the sister, who we called Jane Doe, as our witness. Jane Doe came to us a week before the event was supposed to take place. It seemed the she finally found out about the rules of the raffle, once they got to the youth center. She was in hysterics, it took us an hour to calm her down and get her to finally tell us what was so upsetting. Finally she went on to tell us about the two girls and the two guys, and the blowjobs for the two senior boys in charge, which we already knew. She then went on to tell us the rest of the night's festivities. It seemed like this years senior class did a little tweaking of its own. She went on to say that now after the finalist were in the back room and the two boys in charge were in the office, the remaining eight boys and six girls would have their own contest for the next two hours. The plan: With the youth director monitoring the events, the eight guys are going to be lined up in two rows of four, and the remaining six girls will dance their way from one end to the other. Then the boys vote for the one who did the best job, usually the one who showed the most skin, and the remaining girls would have to dance again, round after round, each time with the winner being excluded from the next round. Until there is only one girl left. The lucky girl has the envious job of having to strip off her clothes, if she is still wearing any, and provide a hand job to anyone of the boys who wanted one, and they are also free to release themselves on any body part of hers they wanted. The Bonus: Finally after the 2 hours are up, and all the boys had left, all the girls had to pose for a naked photo and then a naked group photo, taken by the youth center director, even the head cheerleader had to take part in the pictures part, and then the pictures were to be buried until the classes 25th reunion. After her story, I led Jane Doe to the bathroom, to wash up as she had been in tears, while telling her story. While I also had to regain my composer, as I had to hand it to the senior boys, they sure came up with some interesting rules this year. I will tell yah, it took all my training to talk Jane Doe into going through with the event and not chickening out, as we needed things to go off without a hitch. She only seemed swayed when I promised her that those involved would pay for their sins. Finally before she left, she also said that if she was picked to have sex, oral or otherwise, she was out of there, as she said several times that she was saving it for marriage. Two days before the event, were we ready to roll. Jane Doe's sister called me and told me that she talked to her sister and straightened her out. Hearing her tone, I didn't even have to ask her what she meant. Finally it was the night of the dance, Deputy John and I drove over to Jane Doe's house and gave her some last minute encouragement, although she was as nervous as I've ever seen someone. She was literally shaking to the bone when she left for the dance. Jane Doe's sister, who we called Snowball, (don't ask), came along with us in the van. She would serve as our identifier as she seemed to know all of the participants. Snowball, who worked afternoons at the high school, had done her homework. She had files on all the parties involved. While reading the files, we proceeded to the youth center. We parked in the ice cream parlor next to the youth center and checked our equipment. We had a color monitor of the main hall, and the office and backroom. We also had smaller black and white ones, equipped with sound. The first thing we saw was the youth center's director also testing his video equipment, which erased any doubts I still had about the validly of the raffle. I settled into my uncomfortable chair and waited for show- time. Chapter 2: It's Raffle Time The senior boys were the first to arrive to the center. Hank, the star quarterback, and his enforcer Buck, who was a good choice, I might add, led the lucky ten. Buck stood 6'7" and had to be three bills easily. He was also dumb as an ox, judging by the simple fact that he was a 21 year-old senior. Going over the roster that Snowball had provided, the ten were a mixed group. There were some jocks, a couple of band dudes, and two science club geeks, who were even playing with some sort of hand held game. Finally we saw the back door open and the head cheerleader walked in. She certainly fit the stereotypical head cheerleader profile. Her name was Kimberly. She was blessed with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a short skirt and half sweater that did little to hide her obvious curves. She was only the first indication that this would be a night to remember, for all those involved. She had the boy's line up in two rows of five, just inside the back door. When they were in place, she stood at the door and announced the first girl's name. Her name was Mandy, she was a fellow cheerleader and honor roll student. Watching the monitor, Mandy strolled in, much to the boy's delight. She was a brown hair beauty for sure, but the thing that caught my attention the most was the fact that she was wearing her cheerleading uniform, as was Megan, Donna, and Crystal, who quickly followed. While their uniforms did, it wasn't really surprising to me that the boys had selected four cheerleaders to their list. The fifth girl was named Toni, who was wearing her softball uniform. Toni was a brown haired, ponytail- wearing creature. She was also the class jock. A three- sport star, and looked like the girl next door. As opposed to the creature that walked in the room next. Her name was Allison, but Snowball informed me that everyone called her (Too Tall), as she was 6'1". The cropped blonde haired Allison, (I make up the nicknames around here,) was wearing leather pants and a small bikini style top. I had a gut feeling that this girl would also be spotting tattoos and a nipple ring, one- day. The seventh girl Amy, was none other than the class president and valedictorian. Amy was the first girl that was already shedding nervous tears, but when Jane Doe followed she wasn't alone anymore. Both of the girls wore nice summer dresses. Looking at Snowball, I felt bad that she had to watch her sister go through this. I even asked Snowball if she really wanted to see this, and she just looked at me like I just asked her the stupidest question in the world, and maybe it was. The ninth girl was named Lacy. She strolled in the room and twirled about like she was strutting down a Paris runway. Lacy, a fiery red head, was dressed in a short black skirt and fishnet like top. Making her way down the line, she was rubbing up against the boys, as they wildly cheered her on. When I looked at Snowball, she just mouthed the word (slut,) so I figured the class- slut just made her appearance. The last girl had to be the wild card, as she was least attractive of the girls. She was covering her face as she walked in, and then the head cheerleader had to drag her down the line of teasing boys. I again looked at Snowball for help. She told me she was named Samantha, and she just happened to be the daughter of the Vice- Principle, whom most of the class hated, and I had to agree. I thought he was a dick-head too. The ten girls seemed to huddle together, as the boys stood facing them. They seemed to be checking each other out it. It seemed strange to me, until Snowball informed me that the boys didn't know what girls had made the list, and the girls didn't know what ten boys won the first raffle, until tonight, at least that was the premise. The head cheerleader told the ten girls to line up shoulder to shoulder and the boys as well. She then bounced down the line and gave each girl a numbered necklace, which they wore around their neck, and the boys were next, the girls had pink numbers and the boys blue, as some things never change. The enforcer brought over a large fish bowl that after we zoomed in on it, had ten ping pong balls with numbers on them. With things moving quickly, we watched as the football star was blindfolded by the cheerleader and spun around. He now stood in front of the bowl, with his hand ready to draw a ball. You could cut the tension with a knife. Our sound recorders weren't even picking up a sound. Some of the girls look to be praying, as if they were calling for the lord's help, as I'm sure some of the guys were as well. I noticed the youth center director taping the proceedings on his camcorder, as he came into our picture for the first time. I still couldn't believe he was involved. The head cheerleader announced it was time to pick the first boy. Hank the quarterback pulled out a ball and the cheerleader screamed out "4," when she saw it. The tall boy wearing the 4 around his neck jumped up and down, as the other boys patted his back. After they died down a 7 was drawn next, it was one of the science club geeks. Funny, while the boys were congratulating him, I could see most of the girls' cringe at his selection. Finally, after the head cheerleader regained control, the tall boy who was drawn first was blindfolded and he picked out a ball. It was a 5, which belonged to Toni, the class jock. She just ran her hand though her short brown hair, before she hung her head muttering. The science geek was funny. I think his favorite part was being blindfolded by the head cheerleader and spun around, before he pulled out the number one ball, which belonged to Mandy, who quickly broke into a chorus of obscenities, that would have made a drunken sailor proud. Snowball was quick to point out that the jocks and the cheerleaders didn't get along, especially these two, She had a point, how I forgot about the girl/girl part of the raffle I'll never know, while I was also pretty sure that she wasn't looking forward to blowing the little geek either. The head cheerleader tried to get the four to hold hands for a picture, but was unsuccessful, as the boys in their hast, brushed by here, their prizes in tow. We watched as the head cheerleader blindfolded Hank again, as it was his turn to draw his prize, he drew a seven. Amy's tears were now really streaming, as Jane Doe was trying to comfort her, but Hank came over and picked her up over his shoulder and carried her into the director's office. The head cheerleader went to blind fold the enforcer next, but he just batted her attempt away. She started to scream at him to play by the rules and pick a number. He spun and flashed her an evil look before thrusting his paw into the bowl, fishing around before he finally found the ball he seemingly wanted, and pulled it out. It was the 10 ball, which brought out a chorus of protest, for fair play, from the girls, but he just shrugged them off, and grabbed Samantha by the arm and dragged her into the office. Snowball was quick to point out that Buck and the vice principle had been feuding for years, and Buck even blamed him for still being in school. I was a little upset to say the least, because now our plan was in jeopardy, cause we couldn't just sit and watch, if things got out of hand. I told Deputy John to get ready to move in, as we now watched the office monitor intensely. The football star was enjoying a half-assed lap dance from the Pres, who was already topless. As soon as Buck and Samantha were in the office, she literally jumped on him and they started making out, until he finally sank back into a chair, as she was moaning about how long she had wanted this. The three of us in the van were trading stunned looks, matched by the football star and the Pres, who also stopped what they were doing and watched. We finally sat back in relief, because if anyone was being violated, it was Buck. Samantha struggled with, but finally got his pants off. But what Samantha didn't struggle with was her oral exam. She quickly took Buck's hard cock in her mouth and was soon moving in almost violent movements, as Buck wore a look of panic on his face. We soon found out why, as he moaned he was coming, but Samantha never moved her head away, as she seemingly took everything Buck had in him. Mr. football star, who had the class president sitting on his lap, as they watched, while he also fondled her pear size breasts said he was read now with a break in the action. He had her stand up, before he slipped his pants off, and leaned against a desk. He seemed to be pleading his case, as he stroked his cock, before the Pres slowly sank into position. It was now Buck and Samantha's turn to watch. The Pres was more subdued than Samantha, as apparently she didn't share the same feelings for Mr. football star, or maybe it was the cock sucking part, either way she didn't looked like she was enjoying her cocksicle. "Don't come on me," she screamed out, as the football star pulled out of her mouth, and was stroking his cock, his face ecstatic. She jumped out of the way, just in time to miss the football Stars pass, as he continued pumping his cock, cum oozing out, and suddenly the room broke into nervous giggling. The rest of the time in the room was spent watching Samantha and Buck fool around, but they never went all the way, cause apparently Samantha wanted their first time to be special, or some crap like that. Buck didn't seem to mind too much, as he received like three or four more blowjobs from Samantha, who never took a stitch of her clothes off, and never spilled a drop. The football star on the other hand never got the Pres to take her panties off, and she never touched him again, despite his pathetic attempts. Although she did seem to enjoy watching Samantha in action, who knows maybe she was taking notes for future reference. While this was going on, the backroom monitors were also filled with action, although it got off to a slow start. The two lucky winners were sitting on a couch and the two girls were standing in front of them, locked in a stare down. The head cheerleader spread some tumbling mats in front of the boys, before pulling up a folding chair, at the end of the mats, as it looked like she wanted a front row seat as well. The head cheerleader finally ordered the girls to get going, and after they still didn't move, she told them to start by kissing. "Fuck off," Mandy snapped. "Football seasons over, I'm done taking fucking orders from you." Mandy then pulled the jock to her and spun her around. She quickly dropped to her knees, reaching around she untied the front of the jocks uniform pants and slid them down to her ankles, her biker shorts quickly followed. "Mandy what the," was all Toni managed, maybe at the suddenness of the maneuver. Mandy just pushed on the back of her knee, causing Toni to tumble to the mat. Toni used the uniform pants still around her ankles to hold her legs up, and dropped them over her shoulders. Mandy dove in-between her legs as Toni was calling to the lord. All's we could see from our view was the back of Mandy's head, but from Toni's euphoric face, she was doing a good job. After several minutes Toni was finally pleading with her to stop, which she finally did. Mandy fell back and pulled her panties down, from under her cheerleading skirt. She wiped her face with them, and then tossed them at the boys, who watched with wide eyes and stunned faces. Mandy used her finger to motion Toni over to her, as she lifted her skirt up, but Toni was still recovering, or maybe she was stalling "Mandy, I have a feeling you did that before," she said, wiping her brow. "Only with Miss It, over there," Mandy relied, as all heads turned to the head cheerleader, who all of a sudden, didn't seem to enjoy the attention. "Yah if you made the squad, you had to go down on the head cheerleader," Mandy continued. "And she didn't even reciprocate." Now the head cheerleader really didn't seem to enjoy the attention, as even the two boys teased her. "Yah we even had a couple of freshmen on the squad this year, and she still made them go, both at the same time and then she made them do each other," Mandy hissed. "How gross is that!" All stares turned to the head cheerleader. "Well fuck you, and fuck you guys too, you're on your own now," the head cheerleader said, as she stormed out of the room. The room erupted into a chorus of voyage cruise sendoffs, for her departure. "Now where were we," Mandy said a sly look on her face, pulling her shirt up, before leaning back on her elbows. "I know you think all jocks are, you know, gay, but I have never done this before," Toni finally said, as she crawled over to Mandy on her hands knees, while Mandy was still leaning back on her elbows. "Just do it, like I did to you," Mandy moaned. Toni moved closer, as did the boys, and they didn't miss the fact that Toni still had her pants and shorts wrapped around her ankles either. Mandy was moaning out small instructions at first, and then she was just plain moaning. She dropped all the way to her back and was soon moaning ecstatically, as if Toni was a quick study. The two boys shared stunned looks, as Toni moved up Mandy's body, and the two were locked in a passionate kiss that went on for several minutes. "Ah girls forget about us," the tall boy finally barked, which brought out a giggle from the girls. "Well I think we are warmed up enough eh." Mandy teased, as both girls shuffled to their knees. "Well how are we supposed to give you head with your pants on?" The two boys shared a look, before they slowly stood up in front of their girl, and fumbled with their pants. "Wait we'll get naked if you get naked," the tall boy hissed. The girls' shared another giggle, at the you show me yours, I'll show you mine, game. The two girls stood up and joined the boys in an awkward shedding of clothes, a piece of clothing here and then another, until there was a pile of clothes at their feet. The girls again found themselves on their knees, again in front of their boys, who didn't last too long, and can't say I really blame them, and then the boy's were nice enough to returned the favor. What followed next could be best described as young men embarrassingly fumbling through awkward sex, although each boy did get to fuck each girl a couple of times in the two hours. The girls however seemed more interested in each other, as there was nothing awkward about their sex that filled the boy's down time, and to be honest will probably fill my dreams, for a long time to come. While all this was going on, there was a dance contest going on in the main hall. The dance contests, as it turned out was like a movie trailer, it sounds and looks a lot better than the actual movie. The dance contest did go down like advertised however. The remaining boys made two rows and the girls danced down the middle, but it was actually more painfully funny, then erotic, as the girls made their way down the center very quickly and teased a little, but were in more of a hurry to make it till the end and showed very little. That was until the last round. There were only two girls left, the Amazon like Allison and Jane Doe, who looked like she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I could only guess neither of the girls wanted to lose the contest. This time they made their way slowly down the line. They both showed some skin, as they flashed the boys, but at the end, the boys all voted for a pleasantly surprised Jane Doe. The results didn't surprise me however, as it looked like the contest had been geared to having Allison lose, no matter what happened. She never even received one vote, as the boys weren't too subtle in their bag job. The boys' seemed please with the results, while Jane Doe who was doing a small celebration dance of her own, which was strangely better than she did in the contest itself. The boys began to clap in unison, as Allison made her way to the center of the room. She stood for some time, before she slowly took off her pants and her top, leaving her in a small strapless red bra and matching panties. The boys tried to get her to dance like a stripper, but the tall goddess could only manage an amateur like wiggle, as her bra and panties slowed joined in her discarded clothes pile. I must say I got the boy's bag job now, as the girl had quite the athletic body, which the boys devoured with their eyes and it didn't go unnoticed in the van as well. "Well who wants a hand job?" Lacy, the school slut, barked out, breaking some awkward silence. The boys were slow to respond, but soon a few brave hands were up, and Lacy led Allison over to the first boy. "Let's go mister, let's see what you got," she moaned to the stunned boy. "What right here in front of everyone?" He moaned back. "That's right, cause the backroom is out and the office is used and it seems the head cheerleader has locked herself in the bathroom," Lacy said with a sly smile. "Then I think I will pass," he said, as he ran towards the door, and a couple of boys followed him, as they left to a chorus of laughter from the girls. Lacy sat Allison down next to a good looking guy, who still looked nervous about the whole thing, but he didn't stop Allison from pulling his cock out of his pants, as some of the girls gasped. Allison shook hands with his member and it didn't take long for him to finish, more gasping girls, and the guy sitting next to him soon followed. When Allison was finished with him, a tall boy moved a coffee like table over, and told Allison to lie on it, on her back, for his hand job. She needed to be encouraged by Lacy, who seemed to be running the show now, before she would. The director just stood off to the side recording the events. Allison was now lying on her back, the tall boy standing by her head, when the boy dropped his pants, and we found the, Cock of the night winner. The girls' all gasped this time, including one Snowball, sitting to my right, when he pulled it out. He slapped it into Allison's hand with a resounding thud. Even with her large hands she had trouble gripping it, as another boy moved in on the other side of the table and the two slapped hands. He then had the unenviable task of following Mr. Cock's mighty cock, by releasing his own. He didn't even seem to mind that it drew no reaction from the crowd. He just put it in her other hand, and shrugged his shoulders in defeat. Allison was now jerking both of the boy's cocks. Lacy, who was standing at Allison's head getting a closer look, too close as it turned out. Mr. Cock, grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his cock. She didn't seem to fight too much, as she began to suck on him, or as best she could. The other guy seemed to take his friend's lead, as he pulled out of Allison's hand and turned her head sideways and found a better, warmer place, as the hand jobs turned into blowjobs, which soon turned into cum jobs, as both of the boys released onto their giver's faces. Lacy sure got a face full. I noticed the last guy left quietly left the building, as I guess he had seen enough, but wait there's more. Lacy and Allison were soon banging on the bathroom door. They made their way in to clean up, and they needed it, when the head cheerleader finally came out. What she was doing in there all this time was a mystery, as we didn't have any camera coverage in the bathroom. Finally the action was dying down in the other rooms as well. Most of the girls were in the bathroom cleaning up and the boys were filling out. Buck came out and walked, arm and arm, out the door with Samantha in tow, and no one said a word. The football star was begging the director to let him stay and watch the photos, but the director just led him to the door, and the last boy left the building. Chapter 3: The Photos The director moved over to check his equipment, while he did this Deputy Johns zoomed his camera over. The director had a nice set up. He had and old fashion chair with large handrails and a high back. He had a blue backdrop and some light canisters. It looked like he took his photography seriously. Instantly I had a feeling that I was going to enjoy this part. "Ok girls, were are going to go by your number. All right let's line up again, one through ten," the director said, speaking for the first time. "Ah one through nine," lacy moaned. "Number ten has left the building." "Really?" "Yah she left with Buck," another girl moaned. "Oh Ok, so Kimberly will be tenth," he moaned. "Ok let's start with number one." "Ah she's still in the bathroom," Lacy again interjected. "I think she's trying to get some cum out of her hair." "All right settle down girls," the perturbed director said, trying to calm their nervously frazzled giggles. "All right number two then." "That's you Megan," Lacy said while pushing her over to the chair. Megan was a cute little cheerleader. She was the first one out of the dance contest, without showing anything, so it was a little bit of perverted justice that she be the first here. Standing in front of the chair the director snapped off a quick test picture, while the girls all formed in behind him. He went up to her and whispered in her ear, and then stepped back. Megan took a deep breath and took of her sweater, and another picture followed. After another meeting the bra slowly came off, which resulted in a topless picture of her perky breasts, and then a profile picture. The skirt was next, followed by her panties, leaving her stark naked to the director camera and maybe worse to her classmate's stares, who seemed to be enjoying the show. The director motioned for her to turn around and place her hands on the seat and took a nice picture of her back profile. Megan sported a killer ass, which she should have been proud of, but her face said other wise, as it did when she took the next picture, it was of her sitting in the chair with her feet up on the hand rails, leaving her in quite the humiliating pose. The director finally seemed to have enough, and seemingly so did Megan, as a small tear rolled down her cheek, as she squirmed back into her uniform. The next two cheerleaders followed, just as they did in the contest. They were both quite lovely, and seemingly unbothered by the whole thing, neither of them even dressed again, as they waited for the naked group photo at the end, but there was more to come. Mandy was out of the bathroom now, wet hair and all, and she went next. She hadn't witnessed the first three girls before her, so she seemed more than a little surprised at the different poses she was placed into by the director. Judging by her face, she must have been told the same information as us that it was one naked picture, but the director was acting like he was shooting for Playboy magazine. For her finale pose, she even had to fan her pussy lips with her fingers, which somehow the first three cheerleaders had escaped. Ah make that Penthouse Magazine With the cheerleaders done, it was now Toni's turn, who was back in her softball uniform. She got a little kiss of encouragement from Mandy, and I got the strange feeling that it wouldn't be the last these two would exchange. It was about this time that Snowball leaned over to me in the van, which had been eerily quite for a while now, as we were pretty much wrapped up in the voyeurism value of the event. "Man the power he has over these girls," she whispered. "I know it's amazing, he is what 5 foot something, 125 pounds soaking wet?" "It's not HIS muscles the girls fear," she moaned. "Think about it, he is in contact with every juvenile delinquent around right?" She had a point, in fact the more I thought about it, it was a great one, as we often strongly encouraged juvenile offenders to use the center and get off the street. Some much so that if we see them on the street, we pick them up and drive them there. "I mean somehow he gets them to worship him, and he uses them to keep everyone in line," Snowball moaned. "Yah I know, there is never any reports of any problems at the center." I moaned back, thinking about it. "Right, cause no one fucks with him," she hissed. "ah well except for the head cheerleader." "What?" I snapped. "Yah when this is all done, he gets him some," She moaned. "From the head cheerleader, tonight?" I snapped again. "Yep, it's part of the deal, at least for the last ten years that I know about," she answered. "Wow, I mean I heard rumors," I managed a little shocked. "Oh yah a couple of years ago, one even moved in with him, and he's had some other as well." While this conversations was going on, Toni had taken her turn in the chair, and when she finished she was back in Mandy's arms. The Tall Goddess was up next, as she walked in from the bathroom still naked. Her body glistening, and with her wet hair slicked back. "So much for the stripping photos." I whispered to Snowball, but the director seemed to make up for it, as she had to assume the nastiest poses so far. He also seemed to get some close-ups of her playing with her pussy. "Wow, that's a keeper," I whispered to Snowball again. "She going to love to see herself playing with her pussy in twenty-five." "Yah if they remember who it was." "What?" I asked. "He isn't taking any headshots silly, just body shots," she purred. "Oh yah I knew that," I mumbled, but I did feel silly and I kind of felt like maybe she should be wearing the badge tonight. "And what about their pussies?" I sheepishly asked. "Oh yah you have to shave it," she moaned, confirming my suspicion, as it had to be more than a coincident that all the girls were shaved, even to a stiff like me. Amy was up next, she finally shed her panties that she wouldn't for the football star. She was also shedding some tears again, as I think she was a bit of a crier. Snowball told me that she was going to Yale in the fall, so maybe she was crying because she felt she was smarter than the position she now found herself in, which was both knees on the hand rails while reaching back with one hand, and pulling her pussy lips open, showing some pink to one and all. Snowball's sister was up next. I asked her if she wanted to see this part, but she just snapped, "hell yah." Seems they didn't have the best of relationships, as Snowball emptied her thesaurus on the word bitch. I also was a little nervous with Jane Doe, as she was wavering in front of the chair. She was looking around like she was waiting for us to rush in and save her, she even mumbled, "C'mon guys, where are yah?" I felt a little bad leaving her in there at the time, but I guess she got some first hand knowledge of how it feels to be an undercover agent, some times shit happens. As the photos progressed, Jane Doe, who finally revealed her tight body, kept it together, until it was time for her panties to come off. She had to be comforted by a couple of the other girls, before she continued, although she flatly refused to spread her pussy lips for the director. She even spat in his direction following his request. I thought we might have a problem again, but an unlikely hero emerged, as Lacy sat in the chair next, turning the perturbed director's attention away from Jane Doe. Lacy, not surprisingly, seemed to enjoy the pictures the most. She also took the most graphic of the pictures. I think the one with a pool stick, deep in her pussy, was tops on the night's perversion meter. Ah make that Hustler Magazine. "So did you shave your sister?" I teased Snowball, back in the van, when Lacy was done, and the director was reloading his camera. "No way you perv," she teased back. "She had a friend do it." "And did your friend shave yours, before you went?" I mumbled. "Yah it was pretty embarrassing," she moaned, before she snapped. "Hey wait." "I'm sorry," I quickly replied even though I wasn't. In fact I felt like I salvaged a little pride for myself this evening, as she confirmed to me next that she had indeed gone through this experience herself. Since Samantha went AWOL, the girls turned their attention to the last girl left, the head cheerleader Kimberly. She was telling them that she didn't have to, cause she was exempt, but they were persistent and the director wasn't helping her out. He just seemed amused by the whole thing. Then like out of some catfight movie from hell, the other cheerleaders turned on her and started pulling her uniform off, and then her bra and panties were literally torn from her body, while the director snapped away. They got her to her hands and knees and Mandy pulled her ass checks apart, her pussy lips quickly followed, as the director zoomed in, and then just like that it was over. They left Kimberly on the floor, for several minutes, she was now a slobbering mess. The director had the girls get in line again by their number for the group photo. They had to help Kimberly up, and Toni kept her up, as she wrapped her arm around her, and then all the girls put their arms around each other's shoulders, like in a naked chorus line. The director went down the line firing off pictures. Then he went in back of them and did the same. I thought that was it for the photos, but not surprisingly, on a night where my batting average was worse than Mo Vaughn's, I was wrong again. I looked at Snowball for help, as the girls got in a huddle, but even She was helpless here. We watched as four of the bigger girls got on their hands and knees, and then three girls quickly climbed on top of their backs. Mandy the cheerleader chick was leading them, as it became apparent that they were making a cheerleader's like pyramid. Mandy dragged over a small stepladder, while the director was snapping away. She helped Kimberly up next, and then Jane Doe went next, as she was one of the smallest girls. She also seemed to have regained her composer or just got use to being naked. Then it was Mandy's turn to crawl on top. The whole thing was shaking, as was I, to tell you the truth, because it was a site to behold, a four flight naked pyramid. The director was rather vocal for the first time, as he pulled the ladder away. He was telling then to hold on, as he frantically snapped away pictures from their backside. And then one link in the chain broke, and the girls came crashing down, as the concerned director snapped away more photos of the ten moaning and groaning girls, a smirk on his face. Thankfully the girls were all right, as they quickly dressed and were flooding out the door, except for the head cheerleader who went back into the bathroom, probably to prepare for her nightcap. While I noticed Mandy and Toni were dressed, they were talking to the still naked Lacy. As hard as we tried we couldn't make out what they were saying to the director when he joined their huddle, as the microphones were letting us down. "Man there up to something," Snowball moaned. "I think someone told them about banging the head cheerleader." I almost asked her why again, but thankfully I didn't, or I would have had to give her my badge, and called it a night, for asking to many dumb questions. Instead we watched as Mandy and Toni took of their clothes yet again. The three naked girls all made a circle of nakedness around the director, and they rubbed their naked bodies against him. All's we could make out was the word, Please, a lot, followed by the director shouting Ok, Ok. When Kimberly came out of the bathroom a short time later she was more than a little surprised at the three naked girl's appearance, while I was surprised at her outfit. She had on a smallest of small, pinkish string bikini, which looked amazingly erotic on her. "I asked Lacy to take some pictures of us," the director managed to say with a straight face. "Now don't fight me on this one." He grabbed her by the hand and led her into the backroom, as she pleaded her case, and the other girls followed. The director sat her down on the couch and quickly freed his hard cock from his pants, as he was ready to go. The director's cock pressed against Kimberly's freshly painted, pink lips, finally stopped her pleas. While Lacy snapped away, the head cheerleader lived up to her title, while Mandy sat next to her, making short work of the bikini, much to my chagrin and probably Kimberly's as well The director using short blunt directions had Kimberly get on the couch on her knees and quickly did some doggie-styling. He also had Toni and Mandy squat down next to Kimberly's ass. He would alternate between his fucking and the two girls sucking. He picked up some style points next, as he had Mandy climb on Kimberly back. Then he did some more alternating fucking, of the back to back girls. The director had Toni help Mandy down, then he had Mandy sit on the couch her legs spread, while he continued fucking Kimberly from behind. He gave the command for Kimberly to eat out Mandy's pussy while he fucked her. Kimberly did so, but only after getting a little help from Toni, who guided her head to Mandy's pussy, or maybe it was the simple fact that the director rubbed his cock against her anus, as Kimberly seemingly opted for the lesser of two evils. Lacy made sure she got some close ups of Kimberly muff diving, as apparently the no head shots rule, was long gone at this point. It was Toni's turn next, as she changed places with Mandy. The director had been going at it for a little while now, and had worked up quite the sweat for himself. He had also managed to get a little bit from all the girls, except for Lacy, who I had a strange feeling had already had his cocktail sandwich. For the climax, the director had the three girls kneel on the floor in front of him, Kimberly in the middle. She managed a feeble plea for mercy, but a handful of hair kept her in place, before the director's cum showered her face, and then Mandy used her mouth to clean up the directors cock, while Lacy made sure she got some photos of Toni, licking the head cheerleader's sperm covered face. It was time for the head cheerleader to head for the bathroom again, while the other three girls dressed and left hand and hand. The head cheerleader came out a while later and finally left the building, but not before giving the director some shit for treating her like a whore, although he didn't seem overly concerned. Back in the van, we wrapped up the taping and Deputy Johns drove us back to the station, and then he drove back to his wife, who I had a feeling, was in for a long night herself. While we had to decide what was our next move, I knew what my first move was, and that was on Snowball, who thankfully was more than willing to participate. In fact it was a close call as to who was fucking whom. After a torrid night of fucking, I went to the youth center director's house in the morning and had a nice long talk with him. It seems like he was now ready to take a permanent leave of absence, and a long vacation. I was also quite pleased that he had my pictures already developed. After graduation, I made some phone calls and had a meeting with the twelve boys, and the eleven girls, who really seemed unconformable watching our tapes, and the directors tapes of their little performance, for some reason. All of them quickly agreed to community service, rather than go through the embarrassment of it going public. For the summer, a couple of hours a weekday, the boys would clean up the trash along the roadways and parks, while the girls would clean up around our station, and help brighten up the place. And just for a little fun, and to really brighten up the place, the girls were required to wear uniforms, bikini uniforms, which were inspired by the one, Kimberly the head cheerleader, wore on that fateful night. The End. Thanks for reading my little piece of fiction. Please don't be shy with your comments. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 24